A.N. I own nothing.
Summery: Leah gives up on life. When Jacob safes her from her suicidal attempt he tries to convince her that she does have people that care about her. Along the way he finds himself getting to know her and soon falling in love with her. However, is he willing to try to have a relationship even though he knows there is a possibility that he could imprint? Renesmee is imprinted on by Seth.
Leah POV.
I couldn't believe what I her. He didn't want me anymore. He wanted her. My cousin. My sister. The man I loved with all my heart didn't want me anymore. I thought he loved me. I thought he wanted me. We were meant to be together. We were supposed to get married. We were supposed to have children, have the house with the white picket fence. We were suppose to grow old and grey together. We were supposed to be together. He was supposed to love me. Not leave me.
He was supposed to love me. Not he. I was supposed to give him children. Not her. He was supposed to marry me. Not her. We were going go have a life together. Us. Sam and I. Sam and Leah. I was supposed to be the one wearing the white dress, with bridesmaids. I was supposed to be the one walking down the isle. I was supposed to be the one that got to be a wedding band. I was suppose to be the girl who got to say I do to the man I loved. I was supposed to be the one that got the happy ending. Not her. It was never suppose to be her.
Nonetheless whom was I kidding? Whether I realized it or not, she was get everything I wanted. She was get the wedding, the kids, the house with the white picket fence, the happy ending, but worst of all she got him. She got everything. She was the favorite, the one my mother wanted as a daughter, the perfect girlfriend, soon to be perfect wife, soon to be perfect mom, everyone loved her. Nothing horrible ever happened to her. She got nothing but good luck. It was like the universe loved her. Only her. She didn't have to struggle to get what she wanted. It was given to her. Whatever she asked, fate gave it to her, in anyway possible. Even if it meant hurting someone else.
It didn't matter as long as she got what she wanted. She got it all. It was like she was the princess in the fairytale. Waite, not even. This was her fairytale and she got what she wanted when she asked for it. She was like a queen. She got what she wanted.
What about me? What did I get? I got to be the peasant in her fairytale. Having to strive and struggle for what I wanted. Although even then it wasn't good enough. I was never good enough. Not for Sam, for my mom, nobody. If I was good enough for anybody it was my father and my brother. Possibly even Jacob. Although I doubt that.
You want to know what I got in Emily's fairytale a mother who forced me to go to her wedding and play made of honor. I got to see my ex-fiancé marry my cousin. I had to know my father died because he couldn't take the thought of me becoming a monster. I got to be the bitter bitch that everyone hated. I got to be the broken girl that wore a mask to hide the pity. I was the girl that sat alone, because no one wanted to be near her. I got to be the girl that is now barren.
Nothing went right for me. My life was so horrible that I had nothing left to live for. Sure their was Seth, but he had Jacob. Besides mom actually liked him, so he had her to. There is nothing left to live for. I've done my job.
Tears of misery and pain slid down my face. Theses would be the last tears that I will shed. I step closer to the cliff. I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't live this life. This loveless life.
As I leaned over the edge, I heard someone call my name.
"Dad? Don't worry I'll see you soon." Then I jumped letting the cold blackness consume me. I let it swirl around me and swallow me hole. I let it take me. I didn't care if I was going to freeze to death, or drown. I didn't care. As long as I leaved all this behind and I died a peaceful death I was fine.
Before I fell into the water I herd someone scream, "Leah!" However I could care less. It didn't matter. As I plunged into the deep water of my death, I felt like this was my new life and that I might just be happy.